Today a woman at a meeting shared that her daughter in law had died from choking on her own vomit.
I have been thinking about how little regard I had for my own safety. We treated ourselves so badly when we were out there! I know I did: unexplained bruises and scratches and burns, a tumble down a metal staircase, stumbling into traffic in a blackout, and yes, vomiting in my sleep and being lucky enough to have someone next to me watching over me. This is all not to mention the situations I put myself in with my big mouth. I didn't care.
Today was a good reminder that this disease kills. It could have been me, many many times. I am just lucky is all.
Oh totally. I'm amazed I'm still in one piece. I have also woken up with burns and bruises, fallen down stairs, and walked around REALLY dangerous areas of the city alone at night while drunk "exploring." I was once so drunk that I tripped and fell face first on to the floor. I didn't even have the motor skills to put my hands up. It is an absolute miracle I still have front teeth after that. If anything were to convince me I have a guardian angel, it would be my passing through those times and coming out okay. -Adam
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When every situation which life can offer is turned to the profit of spiritual growth, no situation can really be a bad one.-Paul Brunton
I was just thinking RubyT, ... ... ... When I was drinking, I developed some really big 'beer muscles' ... somehow this phenomenon got to my mouth ... My mouth got me fired from many jobs, before they did it for the drinking, LOL ...
Yep, and the bruises and cuts ... I tipped over one night trying to make it to the bathroom ... fell through our 'inlaid' glass top coffee table, shattering the glass everywhere ... it's a wonder I didn't lose an arm in that one ... that was the last night I drank ...
Many more in my drunk-a-log ...
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'Those who leave everything in God's hand will eventually see God's hand in everything.'
I almost wish that I could write a drunk-a-log from memory. Just so I could look back and think of how grateful I am to be where I am at this very moment. My husband and I sepatrated for around 2 years and while living alone I had a fall in the shower...I think...after many many drinks. I woke up on the bathroom floor with the shower curtain on the floor around me. I remember at least laughing at the time that I had fallen and went back to drinking. That night my boyfriend at the time found me at home after several phone calls, almost on the verge of hospitalization. I went to the ER that night and rehab the next day. Finally, once I was awake enough to feel pain and actually look at myself, it was horrible. I had a busted lip and an unimaginable amount of bruises all over. Mainly one huge one...I am guessing where I fell on my hip. I think about that now and I am so lucky I did not kill myself. So many other ridiculous stories just like this one. My HP must really love me but I surely have tested him.
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"Most people are not really free. They are confined by the niche in the world that they carve out for themselves.They limit themselves to fewer possibilities by the narrowness of their vision."
I tried to walk home from the bar once. I was tripping and stumbling down the streets. I only lived 3 blocks from the bar but somehow I got lost. I was scared and scratched and bruised when I finally made it to a gas station (as it turns out right next to where I lived but I didn't realize it). I called my partner to pick me up from a pay phone there at the gas station. The good part of this story is that I will always remember the morning I woke up and had 1 year sober. I drove to my morning meeting and on the way I passed that gas station and got chills. I was free from that and still am! Thank God.
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Keep coming back. It works if you work it. So work it. You're worth it!
Yes, I put myself into very dangerous situations, I frequented places and people I would not now be around in broad daylight, let alone 3am in the morning. It is a miracle I am in one piece. I also got into so many cars drunk, mostly other people drove and had a few bad crashes, very lucky escapes. There was one accident, where I swear 'something' told me and actually moved me to the back seat of the car before it crashed, I felt I was being made to move there and next second the car smashed and that spot where I was, had a wheel in it.
Actually this makes me cry, because right now I am feeling pretty down (i know I am down because my thoughts are low quality, but while I ride this emotion out, i feel like crap) but I feel down, and worthless and well I heard something in a meeting today.
Someone said how they think their higher power wants good things for them, that they werent helped to sober up for nothing, that their HP wants them to be happy and successful....... I guess that they are worthwhile.
-- Edited by slugcat on Monday 13th of May 2013 10:24:58 AM
